Tag: consciousness
group name: funwithpoetry
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October 28, 2006 02:19 PM EDT --
I am writing something. Not a swan song, and not, not me. But - I will post it here - every stanza - as it happens. And finally. Some.Of.You.May.Comment.
That too, will go into the next stanza. And. &&& . . . more
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November 05, 2006 10:40 AM EST --
Avant You
avant i want
& if you
i am becoming
my love's dying
body okra tomatoes
sweet corn sunflower
to my sin, love . . . more
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October 11, 2006 04:50 AM EDT --
"He tried to weigh his soul to see if it was a poet's soul. Melancholy was the dominant note of his temperament, he thought, but it was melancholy tempered by recurrences of faith and resignation . . . more
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January 25, 2007 10:59 AM EST --
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February 10, 2008 08:49 AM EST --
Her gold hoops touched her shoulders when she moved.
Those suited her classic features and olive complexion.
Nonchalant about her surroundings, she sipped at her tea.
Company was not welcome. . . . more
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December 05, 2007 07:49 AM EST --
Promises can take concrete meanings or entirely abstract ones. I rarely write the way I did here. I am trying different forms of writings. Please do feel free to tell me your opinions.
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November 02, 2006 08:56 AM EST --
The universe slumped in a hammock devising ingenious new ways to break our
hearts, her robe parting suggestively at her forked and dangling legs.
Between the serene hammock and the storm-gashed spasm . . . more
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January 24, 2007 08:35 PM EST --
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drowning
underwave . . .
the hectic burnt leaves
the muddied memories of force
over . . . more
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October 13, 2006 04:47 AM EDT --
"The words we call expressions of aesthetic judgement play a very complicated rôle, but a very definite rôle, in what we call a culture of a period. To describe their use or to describe . . . more
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August 02, 2007 12:06 PM EDT --
Demon tongue arise!
Swallow flames of victory
Taste the dying light
more
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November 15, 2006 06:37 AM EST --
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i.
re-mixed morning, flowing filled of threshold. one is still hungry, evoking ends between wake & Id,
and memory. I connect the night - moment . . . more
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November 16, 2006 02:10 AM EST --
I know. (oh - dedicated to Amy George and her Husband)
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Really. You all know, or at least agree in dark cafes that Will is unable to write, and these words we call expressions . . . more
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January 19, 2007 09:39 AM EST --
This poem was completely inspired by John Walter’s piece “Thresholding Where The World Ends,” and Ludolf’s accompanying collage art.
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Threshold . . . more
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December 16, 2006 06:26 AM EST --
1.
Wedges of gestalt
between glass and steel buildings
pushing for thoughts to do more
to be both stronger and weaker
than before
not asking for changes in context
not trying to go to more board . . . more
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October 28, 2006 08:31 AM EDT --
Opsceticism
Sliding through <moment's wake>
in the statue's guestroom where
crystal lattice songs &&&
rapid writing buoy us further
a-long, having been so lexically . . . more
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September 08, 2007 05:44 PM EDT --
wandering
pondering
. . . more
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August 18, 2007 09:48 AM EDT --
Terra firma, Firm terra,
Dusty earth beneath our unsure feet.
Autumnal breeze,
Whisper of branches trembling free
On the edge of a sturdy oak.
Sun drenched desert hovers,
Casts shadows on steeple . . . more
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October 07, 2006 02:56 PM EDT --
I
Syntax, dear friend,
writhes as you did and do;
for to write is to choose at the cross-roads
both true,
and untrue; and I doubt my love,
just as I desire . . . more
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January 13, 2007 07:01 AM EST --
"By the way, if you think you don't need to read Pynchon's "Against the Day," someone needs to give you a fuckin' second smile and leave your body to marinate in the gutters . . . more
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January 21, 2008 03:43 PM EST --
I am a monkey see and do
. . . more
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